103. The Children's Models

" Good morning, Mrs. Thompson" Lexa greeted me the next morning as I stepped out of the elevator carrying my brown Christian Dior bag with leopard skin, it was a gift from Michael during my birthday. " Good morning, Lexa. How was your night? Hope you slept well?" I told her with a smile on my face as I made my way into my office. " It was fine, thank you, ma'am" Lexa replied as she came to stand in front of my table after I had sat down and dropped my bag on the table. Kicking out my brown suede heel which matched with the bag and complimented my outfit which was a brown mini skirt, brown blazer, and a pink camisole, I let the purple velvet rug caress my feet as I turned to stare at Lexa. " Woah! You look pretty this morning. What's the occasion?" I asked her as I let my eyes run through her model-like body which was clad in a tight-fitting black pants and a yellow camisole. She paired it up with a black brazer. I like her, she's alw